Follows Late Six, followed by Late Eight Late Seven By Systematic Sandy wanted to get laid. I could tell from the looks he was giving me, his body language. It had only been a week since our sleepover, but he was getting impatient. He was giving me all the signals, and it was Friday, so
Kevin had just gotten his test back from Ms. O’Hara.”Oh shit,” he cried out!Oh now he’s done it. Everybody knows that swearing is not allowed in Ms. O’Hara’s class.”Kevin, you’re going to have to stay after for that!””Oh, great, I’m probably going to have to write something like, ‘I will not swear in Ms. O’Hara’s
I was laying on my back on a couch in the manager’s office of a local nightclub. I had been on this couch many times. But this time, it was different. Normally, it was just me and the manager. Tonight, I apparently pissed the manager off, as he had called a bunch of his friends
It had been weeks since Dave had come home and found the mess. And to be honest, life had become boring and complacent. His pet had complied with everything he had asked. He realized he kind of missed the brat in her. But now that he had set his rules, he wasn’t sure it was
[Standard Disclaimer: All of my stories, including this one, are purely works of fiction, and any similarities to real world persons or events are purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual content are 18 years of age or older at the time such content occurs.]October and Early November make up what my family has
Hopefully, this one is better than my last couple.All characters are 18 or older.If you think I should continue it, leave places you wish you could have public sex in the comments and maybe I’ll choose one to add to the next chapter.*****”Why are you crying baby girl? And who was that boy running out
Her phone vibrated softly. She rose from her posture while keeping her eyes closed. She was tired from her overnight journey. I was sitting on the floor, focused on the ongoing meeting. As she rose, her clearly oversized gown couldn’t keep up with her movement.This took place when I was a 21 yr old inexperienced
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don’t need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.)The windshield wipers squeaked
This is a work of fiction, though some experiences may have actually happened. This story involves a Muslim high school senior unexpectedly losing her virginity to a Christian boy, so if any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are
A fond recollection of a young man’s trip to a Mexican resort with his sister and her best friend. The best memories of life are from those unexpected moments when a friendship with a girl develops into something unbelievably intense, culminates in the physical, and then maintains that pleasant level for a couple of years
You climb out of the taxi and take in the cool evening air. You’re wearing a gold dress that goes about halfway down your thigh. Nothing too short, but enough that it shows off your toned legs. You have a pair of strappy white heels on. You look down to see the fresh white pedicure
O NEElle arched her back and stretched as she stood, aching from too much work at her desk. She desperately needed to unwind, so much so that she found herself complaining about it with Mandy, her closest friend at work.”My body’s just so tense all over…” she implored.”You should really do something about that,” Mandy
Very Explicit – Over 18’s OnlySally and Steve have been together for a long time. Steve is a really nice man and that could be the problem. Now Sally wants more, she wants a firmer hand, she wants to be controlled and she wants to try new things, and another man. Steve will do anything
Part six is split into three parts that cover a weekend of servitude with my new Mistress. This part is for day two (Saturday)SaturdayAfter a fantastic Friday with my wife followed by Mistress Lizzie I was looking forward to the next instalment, i.e. day two of my weekend as slave. My wife had given me
All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!Dragon’s Blood Chapter 11Bemere’s mouth did not satisfy all my cravings. She certainly tried her best, putting all her heart into awkwardly bobbing on my reptilian cock. I rewarded her with my seed. But as I stood above the sputtering elf, I let the
In the rural mountains of Colorado, a farm produces crops no farmers’ market sells. The Farm, Ep. 1 I sat on my front porch as I did every Sunday evening: listening, watching, waiting. My eyes stretched as far as they would carry me, to the east end of the property, where my gravel driveway disappeared
It sure as hell did not start this way. I don’t even remember it happening. But here it is. “I love cock!” I muttered out loud. I glanced around. My hand trembled against the paper cup. Nobody heard me I noted as I glanced around the coffee shop. I glanced back to the boy behind
This is the first story that I’ve written. If you are offended by stories of incest then please don’t read this one. All characters in this story are 18 or older.—–Kelly and her Daddy had slept well last night. When they got into bed, he told her that he hoped she would be fine with
The next morning, I woke up with a euphoric sort of hangover. I lay in bed in a semi-dreamlike state reliving the events of the night before. My older sister had come to town to stay with my mom and I. She was planning on staying for a month while her husband completed some training
Just a little fantasy, from a long time ago, not very well written because it was one of the first stories I wrote. I woke up on a cold wood table in a dark room. I immediately sat up, confused, I didn’t even realize that I was in just panties and my bra. “Good, your